What’s in a name? Everything

Circa 2008 -- Adolf Hitler is denied getting his name iced on a birthday cake by the local supermarket. His siblings Aryan Nation and Honszlynn Hinler are crying because their brother cannot have a nice birthday party.

I’m not talking about the Fuhrer or the supporters of the Third Reich but the fact that daft parents ruin their children's lives by christening them with such ridiculous names. I would rather be called Pilot Inspektor than anything related to that genocidal maniac.

Oh, but what is in a name Dhruv, asks some fool. Everything is in a name. Shakespeare couldn't get more unreasonable than this.

A supermarket is defending itself for refusing to a write out three-year-old Adolf Hitler Campbell's name on his birthday cake. Deborah Campbell, 25, of Hunterdon County, New Jersey, said she phoned in her order to the Greenwich ShopRite. When she told the bakery department she wanted her son's name spelled out, she was told to talk to a supervisor, who denied the request. Karen Meleta, a ShopRite spokeswoman, said the store has denied similar requests from the Campbells the last two years, including a request for a swastika.

Now those so-called 'free thinkers' will start talking about free thought and free speech. Really? That is nothing but a load of BS. I am sure li'l Adolf Hitler Campbell will grow up to be truly balanced individual. Their parents either have a sick sense of humour or are just plain sick.

Like primates, proud parents tend to show-off their children. "He's/she's so cute," I hear folks talking abut li'l Adolf. Even a hyena pup is cute to start with. Then it grows up to become a scavenger. But at least it is honest about it. Cuteness is visual deception about
form and those big innocent eyes can often hide a vicious future. But most of all
they hide a tabula rasa waiting to be scribbled upon.

Is there any doubt that Hitler was cute as a child? Can we be sure those villians,
we love to hate, were not once endearing  and full of untapped potential and
unbridled hope and....cute?

If you name your children Adolf Hitler and Aryan Nation, you do that fully prepared that you are going to get stick with it, and that your children may suffer as a consequence.

By naming their children so, they have directly affected another person's life and crossed a certain line. They deserve everything that comes their way. Partly because they are thick as two short planks, one suspects.

One can imagine cute li'l Adolf having a wonderful time playing passing-the-parcel with Mao, Lenin and Stalin.